First time organising an ISTA training

And life says stay here and now
I usually cave after mingling
But today Is made for walking,
In the river of dancing roller skaters
The wind caroling through urban gardens,
Gazed upon by tranquil whale clouds

I Feel all their movement in my skin
Like a moving school of fish
An Echo of all the storylines I’ve been swimming in for days

Service has a different flavor
For every cog in the wheel